As a wannabe-investigative journalist, I was determined to follow in the footsteps of my predecessors at The Peak Investigates column. Thus, donning my fedora, beige-coloured trench coat, and with one too many coffee enemas in my system, I ventured out from the bowels of The Peak office to solve a very complex (yet seemingly straightforward) case. After making my way to the AQ, I squeezed my way into the long table near Renaissance Coffee to begin my observations. The case was simple enough: recently, an unusually high number of students have been reported falling down the stairs that connect the…
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By: An unsuspecting student I was walking to the bus loop after a long day of classes when a shadowy pink and yellow figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere. A bag was then shoved over my head and my hands…
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After the holidays, everything sucks. I love the part of winter when all I do is stuff my face with carbs and cocktails, because, well, it’s carbs and cocktail time. However, now that the holiday season is over, my cranberry-gin-fizz-coloured…
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MAGGIE BENSTON CENTRE - REGISTRAR SERVICES DESK SIMON FRASER UNIVERSITY HOLLY is conversing with REGISTRAR OFFICE LADY. The room is grey with no Christmas decorations in sight. HOLLY (to REGISTRAR OFFICE LADY) Yes, that’s Holly. H-O-L-L-Y. I know, you probably…
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By the time the headline “Santa Claus Hates Everyone” ricocheted across the internet and news outlets, the world had already begun cancelling Christmas. Children sobbed into their half-eaten gingerbread men. Christmas influencers rebranded as “seasonally ambivalent creators.” One particular parenting…
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I just got back from a date, and . . . wow. There might be a lot of fish in the sea, but damn, the sea is POLLUTED. This guy was a nightmare! He picked me up, and girl, he…
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How long will this government survive? Read on to find out! Remember to follow my TikTok for exclusive digital palm reading. Hiiii, lovelies! Welcome back to my Federal Future Forecast Series, where I ask Spirit to guide us on matters…
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It’s 9 o’clock on a Saturday, cloudy, and campus is deserted. The commuter students fled home yesterday, and the Burnaby campus residents are hunkered down in their concrete boxes. I’m headed home to my dorm, veering left on the walkway.…
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Jess: a fourth-year student, burdened by ambition and Wi-Fi issues. Advisor: a keeper of bureaucratic riddles, and a destroyer of hopes and dreams. Professor: philosopher, lecturer, and a veteran of many, endless faculty meetings. Barista: servant to the gods of…
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So here’s when it all started. In September of my first year, I walked into an SFU men’s washroom for the very first time. As I was walking towards the only available urinal, I saw him. There he was, standing…
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